Xia Siyu was a little surprised, looking at the time, it was already six o'clock. Bo Yan finished filming at 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and when she went out to shoot at 5 o'clock, the next door group had already run out. At this point in time, even tourists have been dissuaded. It's unlikely he'll be here now.

But the voice of this telephone is indeed his slightly low magnetic timbre.

Xia Siyu frowned and hesitated for a few seconds, and finally followed the voice to find it.

This is the film city, with specially made artificial sets, a river that takes it from the mountain and winds its way through the film city. Weeping willows are also planted along the river, with Taihu Mountain Stones.

Xia Siyu walked along the river for less than two steps, and sure enough, he saw a man leaning against the willow tree not far away. The man was slender, with black casual clothes and black shoes, which added a bit of cold and deep to him, without being too restrained.

It's really a thin statement.

It was a little far away, and she couldn't hear what Bo Yan was talking about. In the occasional bit of timbre, he could only be heard laughing at something. But strangely, the lower half of his face seemed to be smiling, but his eyes were cold and calm, more like mockery. One face, two expressions, even if it is a smile, it does not smile in the eyes, in the bottom of the heart.

As the last sentence fell, he hung up the phone.

But he didn't move away, he didn't leave, he still leaned quietly under the willow tree, and let the green willow fly in the wind.

At this time, Xia Siyu's mobile phone rang, and Bo Yan also heard this movement.

He looked back, his eyes not looking at her for a moment.

The lights of the film and television city happened to be lit at this moment. The dim light of the streetlamp shone from one side, reflecting his figure half in the soft light, and half hiding in the dark night.

Bo Yan's image in the eyes of everyone has always been a cold male god, and his joy and anger are invisible. Because of the relationship between the previous university lecturers, he has the elegance and nobility of an intellectual. And he always refuses to tie up CP, he is very low-key in addition to filming, and he has a forbidden Yu characteristic that no one can approach.

But at this moment, Xia Siyu felt that his darkness hidden under the unknown night was his true thoughts. In normal times, it is inconspicuous and hibernating. As soon as the prey walks into his hunting area, it immediately shows its sharp fangs.

Then, he straightened up, his eyes moved slightly, and he stepped out of his long legs and walked towards her.

The phone kept ringing, but Xia Siyu didn't answer. But when Bo Yan came, she didn't hide.

As Bo Yan approached step by step, the distance between the two of them had gradually shortened, and soon, they were only three or five meters apart.

The ringtone of her mobile phone fell just at the moment when Bo Yan walked up to her. At this time, the film and television city was closed to tourists, and the other film crews also called it a day and went home. The noise of the day has gone away, and at this moment it is quiet, as if only the two of them are left.

Although the two of them are entertainers, they will inevitably meet in the workplace. But the last time the two met in private was on Chinese New Year's Eve, when the family had a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner. But the two talked together for less than ten sentences, got together for less than an hour, finished eating, you got into your car, I walked my way, and we looked at each other and hated each other.

But at this moment, Xia Siyu felt that Bo Yan wanted to touch her face.